He leans in to kiss her throat, flashing his fangs but not using them.
She starts to rock her hips, pushing her clit harder against my tongue.
The moaning sounds she makes are so fucking sexy that I can barely handle it.
I need to get a fucking grip, or I’m not going to last when this tight pussy is clenched around my knot. I want to make her come for me as much as possible. I want to make her feel incredible.
She deserves to only ever feel good things.
As much as I can, that’s what I want to give her.
I suck her clit when she rocks into my face again, and she comes in a split second, crying out her pleasure. Her arousal spills over my mouth and chin, sweeter and thicker than before.
I lick it off my lips and I tongue it out of her pussy.
Until she leans back against Falcon and he lifts her back off.
I sit up, wiping my chin on a corner of the sheets.
Falcon lays her down and kisses her.
He fingers her soaked pussy, and I know by the way he touches her that they’ve done something like this before. Barely even a minute after I made her come with my tongue, he’s making her come again with his fingers.
Her spread legs shake a little this time, and she lets out a sigh when he breaks their kiss.
“You’re tight,” he tells her. “I have to work you open more so you can take a knot.”
“I’m not ready yet?” she asks, sounding disappointed.
He smiles. “We’ve got all night, remember. You’ll be ready soon. I promise.”
Chapter Eighty-Seven
Robin
Two men in my bed, and I’m too tight to take either of them. Despite coming twice, and now having Falcon’s finger fucking me, I’m well lubricated but apparently, that’s not enough.
Shayne lays down by my side and kisses my shoulder.
His hand moves down my belly slowly, fingers dipping and skimming my hair.
“Falcon has the same problem with me, sometimes,” he admits, his voice husky. “I’m too tight to fuck until he warms me up.”
“How does he warm you up?”
“Licking, fingering,” Shayne says. “But sometimes it works best when he has another hand.”
He curves his hand down and plunges his middle finger into me, making me gasp.
“Harper’s slick helps too, but sometimes it takes working together to get me open.”
Falcon looks up at Shayne, and the heat that passes between them is scorching.
When they kiss, it’s so passionate that I almost feel like a voyeur.
If this doesn’t help me loosen up, I don’t know what will.
They finger me together, and Shayne dips in a second finger within seconds.
